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[Jan. 3rd, 2004|01:54 pm]
malliw
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Eventually, everything goes back to square one. A phone call and everything ends... Somethings things in life are passing clouds, here and gone in a flash.

The melancholy of living in the present is that things seems to happen too fast... In the blink of an eye, we are obsessed in trying to remember what we have done on this particular day, this particular hour, this particular minute in life. We try relentlessly to hold onto that moment, crystalizing that moment with that particular object. An object that will last through the time, not be weathered, not be eroded...

At one point in time, one stops to question the existence of whether we are living in a truly circular world. With paths deviating from this circle which sometimes brings us back to where we are; with other paths bringing us on in life. When do we know the correct path, is there a strategy that allows us to deviate and minismise the pains of returning?

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